This isn't your usual love story, no, this is a story of heartbreak and disappointment. You see, not all love is meant to be, not everyone can be with the one they love. Especially if they are from completely different worlds. And with one loving to...
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After a shockingly short time, Cyril was on earth, on a road, well that's what he thinks it's called. This world was strange. There were buildings everywhere. Vehicles on every corner. How did people describe this place as beautiful? Peaceful? The constant moving was stressing Cyril out. The people walking around were not grateful and calculated like home; they were anxious and frantic like ants. However the snow that fell softly from the sky made the sight slightly more endearing.
Finally, the car slowed to a stop in front of a beautiful, vintage mansion. Cyril was awe-struck at the building's ethereal exterior. Then did he notice the person standing, stiff as a board, in front of the patio. As Cyril stepped out of the car (awkwardly, he might add), the man immediately marched towards him.
"Hello, sir, i am going to be your helper during your time on earth. If there are any queries, you may ask me,Ezio." Ezio spoke, bowing at a 90 degree angle.
"Ok then, thank you Ezio, could you show me to my room?" Cyril asked, still new to the whole situation. He was as stiff as the man in front of him. Ezio nodded and headed towards the mansion. Cyril grabbed his bag and followed him. If he was awe-struck at the exterior, he couldn't even think of a word to describe the interior, with a grand and golden staircase, velvet furniture and multiple forms of art lining the walls. This place was outstanding, gorgeous, everything! It didn't have any blingy things yet you would be pulled into the simplicity of all of it.
After what felt like hours of turning and admiring the hallways, Ezio finally stopped in front of a pair of white doors with gold accents. The room itself was breathtaking, emerald green walls with a large bed opposite a massive washroom. But the view out the widespread windows was magnificent to say the least. With the snow-covered hills and trees, the grounds looked like a winter wonderland. Cyril couldn't even begin what it looked like in the summer. He then jumped onto the bed, sinking into the smooth silk quilt and some fancy bird feather stuffed pillow. As soon as his eyes shut, an echoing knock jolted his body. He reluctantly dragged his body to the door and was met with Ezio.
"Sorry to disturb you, but I have got your school schedule and any information you will need," Ezio whispered, obviously noticing Cyril's droopy eyes.
"Yeah, yeah thanks," Cyril murmured, grabbing the papers and shutting the door. He didn't mean to be rude but he was too tired to care. He threw the papers on the deskin the corner and once again flopped onto the bed falling asleep the second he was lying on it.
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A loud, loud ringing of a bell woke Cyril out of his sleep. He looked around frantically, until he remembered where he was. He groaned, hiding his face in the pillow. Someone, probably Ezio, knocked on the door.
